2001-09-05

It settles upon me as I grow weaker. I can hear the distant heartbeat that was once in my chest but is now in the pit of my stomach fading away with the rest of my body. Decaying and rotting. The only thing that makes sencse is my mind. Still thinking away as I stare emptily into space. My eyes frozen in one place. The darkness is my shelter...my comfort...and my enemy...my friend...and the thing that I have been hiding in my whole life as if I never had a life to live freely. Just these invisible unbreakable chains of darkness keeping me stranded here forever. Choking me slowly until I can't breath. Making tears slide out of my forever frozen eyes...with my hands tied down so I can't wipe them away. They just freeze there just like me.

Soothing...but painful. This is what I call The Comfort Of Darkness.

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